Du Yuehua walked in from outside the hotel and happened to see Ye Xiong flirting with the receptionist, which immediately made her face fall.
She had been working herself to death these past two days, hardly getting any sleep, and here he was, finding time to flirt with a pretty girl.
"Ye Xiong, come to my office," Du Yuehua commanded.
"This is my phone number. Call me sometime to chat," Ye Xiong secretly slipped Xiao Hong a piece of paper before following Du Yuehua into her office.
Once inside, Du Yuehua's expression soured, and she glared resentfully at Ye Xiong.
"Sister Hua, don't frown like that. You'll get wrinkles!" Ye Xiong ignored her glare and chuckled.
Seeing his carefree demeanor, Du Yuehua couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Don't move, just like that!" Ye Xiong stood up, pointed at Du Yuehua's wry smile, and said seriously, "Has no one ever told you how charming you are when you smile, Sister Hua?"
PFFT!
